Tick

9 to 5 shorty but I still got the work
Caramel skin shits sweet like dessert
Now I'm in my bag for the chicken go berserk
Call me somethin out the ordinary
Nothin you deserve
Imma steady curve niggas all up on my nerves
Fuck up out my business who I'm fuckin y'all the worst
I be mindin mine makin moves on the low
I don't fuck wit chatty patties run ya mouth then it's slow
Whip just switched
Spent a couple chips
Just got the tent
Don't be all up in my shit
Gas out my lips
Lipstick lit
Bussin on his nose while he lickin on my clit
Type to hit em with the where you goin after this
Imma see you later less you floodin up the wrist
Miss them yatch parties where we bussin up the Crys
Bahamas for the week zoom zoom in the Benz skrrrr

I don't stop rockin to the tick
The beat steady hittin like a spliff
The way I do it gotta make em sick
You know I only do it for the click
I don't stop rockin to the tick
The beat steady hittin like a spliff
The way I do it gotta make em sick
You know I only do it for the click

Like a nike I be high key with the shits and all
2020 vision but bars done really past evolved
Shawty with the cuties sellin zippies for 2 50 boss
If you grab a couple joints then I can prolly take some off
Drippin driftin never slippin less it's in some lace
If you ever try to play me bet ya brother take ya place
Walk up in ya Sunday dinner while ya momma sayin grace
Clear ya food up off the table
Give ya mom the Cookie face
I'm about my money funny not the one for tricking
Only thing I'm grippin is the money when the counter trippin
They dont ever do too much unless my fingers get to clickin
I don't ever talk unless it's money
Da mé all the chicken

I don't stop rockin to the tick
The beat steady hittin like a spliff
The way I do it gotta make em sick
You know I only do it for the click
I don't stop rockin to the tick
The beat steady hittin like a spliff
The way I do it gotta make em sick
You know I only do it for the click



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Writer(s): Cytia Fontenette
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